Infected by Wizet's smile, Dumbledore's expression was no longer so stern, and a trace of warmth returned to his features.
"Yes. What we ought to do even more is resist My Lord's bait, just as Ignotus Peverell did."
"Therefore, we cannot rule out one possibility... that the source of this temptation might actually come from My Lord himself..."
He raised the Resurrection Stone ring. "Or could it be that the Resurrection Stone itself, as a trap, possesses an inherent power to bewitch?"
Wizet noticed that the Resurrection Stone ring had already been damaged, with a clear break in the band.
This showed that while investigating the three Deathly Hallows, Dumbledore had also dealt with the ring, destroying another fragment of Voldemort's soul.
Dumbledore slowly closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling faintly. "I still remember the matter at Riddle House very clearly!"
"The moment I saw the Resurrection Stone, that indescribable temptation... was simply too powerful!"
He said with some agitation, "I truly wanted to do it! To use the Resurrection Stone to call her back and see her once more! Even if it was only for one glance!"
Wizet quietly watched Dumbledore's expression, remaining alert for any possible mishap.
But clearly, his concern was unnecessary.
He found that what Dumbledore revealed now was more a mixture of reflection, lingering fear, and regret. The fervor and obsession he had displayed at Riddle House were gone.
Dumbledore took a deep breath, his tone calming. "But later, I understood. At the very least, the bait and trap that was the Resurrection Stone could not help me accomplish that."
"So when I studied the three Deathly Hallows, my state of mind finally became peaceful... Perhaps it was precisely that state of mind which allowed me to discover the existence of Limbo?"
He looked up